Devon lay in the prison and looked at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. Every once in a while, a prison guard would look at him from the window. If not for the fact that his chest was still heaving, he would have thought that he was dead.
Every day, he just stayed in this small room and ate through the window. No one talked to him and he could not go out to relax. This deathly life was driving him crazy.
Two days ago, he had been muttering to the wall, hoping that he would not forget how to speak. But today, he had lost all his strength. He just wanted to lie down and not move.
Although he was lying down, his mind was filled with thoughts. He began to resent everything in this world. From Lily to the people in the Gu family, even that little girl, Gu Yun, had become the target of his curses every day.
